Chapter 1122: The Differentiation of Maritime Factions and the Budding Struggle Between the North and the South

"Chimel, I only know so much about the situation of the Xihai tribe!...Part of this news comes from the letters brought back by the chief priest Zuwaro, and from the returning kingdom warriors...The other part comes from the tribesmen and tribesmen on the ship. Burakumins of the Korean tribes…”

"Oh, that's right! What's surprising is that the priests and chiefs of the He tribe and the Korean tribe can also write the square characters inspired by the gods. Although these characters are quite different from those inspired by the gods of the Alliance, they can indeed be written. Communicate through writing!... It seems that the glory of the Lord God also shines on the Western Sea!"

"Yes! The glory of the Lord God must shine on the West Sea! Those West Sea tribes may also be our long-lost Jiaoren brothers, waiting for the day of return... Mickey, I have followed His Majesty for many years. There are some complicated square characters, Divine Power The university has either been simplified or there are no professors... If we can get the inheritance map of the Xihai tribe, we will definitely know more!..."

The sun sets on the seabed in the west and the moon rises in the east bay. The huge whale stranded on the shore had its flesh and blood cut off, revealing its white skeleton. Of the twelve long ships carrying whale meat, seven were fully loaded and went south, leaving only five. Three hundred warriors and sailors boarded the shore, grilled fresh whale meat, and enjoyed a full meal after a hard day's work. Kingdom hymns in praise of the Lord God also sounded on the beach from time to time. These songs from the plateau kingdom, together with the northern songs praising the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth, rise and fall, and disperse into the cold and vast mountains and seas.

The dark night shrouded the seaside, and bonfires were burning on the shore. In the salty sea breeze, there is the fishy smell of whale blood and the tangy aroma of meat. This is the wild Northland, where people live with their hair, drink blood, and struggle to survive. They are accustomed to fighting and death, and they will celebrate every successful hunt!

As the night gets darker, the tide comes like a letter. The alluring blood spread on the dark sea surface, and dozens of lurking black shadows quietly shuttled under the water. From time to time, they swim across the sea floor, tearing off the remaining meat from the whale bones, and then move away quickly to eat, like vultures sinking in the water. And in this night, facing the thieves in the water and the "wolf pack" guarding the prey, they are somewhat helpless. Fortunately, most of the whale meat has already been loaded on long boats and transported to the salt marsh for pickling...

"The Mountain Tribe, the Deer Tribe and the Tent Tribe in the snowy plains of the far north, the Horse Tribe that grazes horses, the Island Tribe near the snowy plains...these tribes are not included in His Majesty's divinely inspired prophecies, perhaps because they are too small..."

"However, these three islands, the tribal alliance, and the Korean tribal alliance exist as predicted by His Majesty!...The female straight tribe alliance, the Beiyuan Great Tribe Alliance, and the Ming-Han Tribe Alliance in the prophecy must also exist!..."

"Yes! Chimel, there is a literate tribal leader among the prisoners. He knows about the Great Ming Han Tribe Alliance. It is said that there are tens of millions of tribes in a radius of thousands of miles. It is a huge alliance like a giant whale!..."

"Hiss! Tens of millions of tribes in a radius of thousands of miles? It turned out to be exactly what His Majesty predicted!...I thought it was because Your Majesty didn't remember clearly..."

Priest Chimel shook his head and drank another glass of rice wine. This kind of wine from the West Sea was very soft in the mouth, but the stamina made his face flush and his tongue became enlarged.

"Hey! Your Majesty!... Before your Majesty went to the capital, he gave me another 20,000 kilograms of gold! These golds were all collected from the Totonak tribes on the coast!... It is said that among the tribes in the West Sea, this Gold has magical properties, so all tribes are obsessed with it and are willing to exchange it at any cost... And from what you said, there are so many craftsmen and skills in the tribes of the West Sea, but they must all be exchanged for gold!..."

"Haha! Chimel, it's true that the tribes in the West Sea worship gold! I also took these captives to the Jinshan Mountain in Shenjinxi Port. If you don't see their expressions, it's like being under witchcraft. Ecstatic... But in order for this gold to be truly useful, we must contact the large tribes in the West Sea!..."

"Well, in Zuvalo's letter to me, he repeatedly urged me... to let the ships supported by the kingdom transport some warriors and sailors as soon as possible... His headquarters is too small, and the Xihai tribe is always trembling, and he does not dare to send ships to continue. Heading south…”

"After all, those big tribes in the West Sea each have tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even more tribes, and they also have sharp weapons and strong armor... If the kingdom reveals its gold and there are not enough warriors to protect it, then Instead, it’s a big disaster!…”

Speaking of this, Mickey the Knowledgeable put down the wine can, looked at the face of Priest Chimel, and asked drunkenly.

"Chimel, you took the men of ten longships and went north, saying that you were following my arrangements...as witnessed by the Lord God, but you took it seriously!"

"Haha! It's true!"

Priest Chimel laughed "haha" and dropped the wine glass. He stretched out his left hand, drew the emblem of the main god, and swore.

"Witness the Lord God! I took twelve longships to the north, leaving two longships behind on the way. One longship was in the Oak Department, left for the exiled Cloud Snake tribe...the other one couldn't cope with the Kite. The invitation from the officiant remains at Xishan Port to strengthen the core port on the west coast... As for the remaining ten ships and more than 600 warriors and sailors, I will leave them to you and follow your arrangements!..."

"Mickey, please pay attention. I won't tell lies. We are on the same northern ship! This northern development is your majesty's hard work and sustenance, and it is also closely related to our future! The northern sea route has been opened up, and various ports have prospered. , we will have a shining future! And among the priests of various factions in the Lake Kingdom, there is no room for us long ago..."

"Actually, this third batch of support fleet may also be the last batch of support fleet in the kingdom! And the development of the entire northern and western coasts was arranged by you and Zuvalo... I can only send the ships and people , are all in your hands, and you can place them in the most suitable place! There is no reason for internal fighting between us!…"

Hearing this, Mickey the Knowledgeable opened his drunken eyes wide and almost jumped in shock.

"Chimel, what are you talking about? This third batch of longships is the last batch of supporting fleets? How can it be like this? The northern continent is so vast, covering ten or twenty thousand miles... What can more than thirty longships do? What happened?... Damn it! Who captured the kingdom's fourth batch of support longships?!..."

"Witness the Lord God! When I set sail, the fourth batch of longships from the Southern Shipbuilding Company had already been reserved. As a fleet to explore the southern continent, they were led by Priest Mecat and Captain Chihuaco... The manpower needed to be ready They choose first…”

Chimel shook the wine can, and the jar of rice wine was actually finished. He licked his lips, picked up the kingdom's tequila, took a few gulps, and then sighed with satisfaction.

"Hiccup! That guy Meikat has received a promise from His Majesty. As long as he returns from exploring the south, he will become a fourth-level chief priest and be in charge of the Navigation School of Divine Power University..."

"Ha! Right now he is desperately fighting for ships, using all his contacts to compete for resources with our northern faction! ... And if he comes back from the southern continent, he really becomes the dean of the navigation academy... How can we share the longship behind?..."

"Damn it! The Northern Sea Route has just been opened, and the West China Sea trade route has just begun to show signs of success, but this guy Meikat shows up and insists on exploring the southern continent!..."

"Mickey, don't complain! It's His Majesty's order to explore the Southern Continent! ...Mecat is senior and has participated in the first and second voyages of exploration. He even found the guano stone islands on the northern coast. ...Seeing that you and Zuvalo are flying up the mountain peaks like kestrels, relying on your northern voyage missionary career, how can he hold back and not take the lead?..."

Chimel had a smile on his face and his eyes were drunk, but he saw everything clearly. He stretched out his hand, patted Mickey on the shoulder, and said seriously.

"Mickey, you are the talker of our Northern Seafaring Priest!...You have to go back to the Lake Kingdom to get more ships and people for us!..."

"Your Majesty will go to the capital city in the lake. The kingdom's investment in navigation is limited, and it is difficult to support the development in both directions at the same time... In terms of the kingdom's resource allocation, northern development and southern exploration, who takes precedence and who takes second place only depends on you! …”

"Well, I understand the importance!..."

Knowledgeable Mickey's expression changed and he nodded slightly. He drank a glass of water and wine silently, but a confident smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Chimel, don't worry! I was planning to go back to the Kingdom in the Lake to report the good news about the Shenqi Continent to the Shenqi Institute! ... But this time I brought back more than just this ship blessed by the Wind God. There are also shipwrights and sailmakers who can build such ships, blacksmiths who can forge iron, and even horses and seeds!…”

"Witness the Lord God! Having such a craftsman from the West Sea in his hands and having such a heavy bargaining chip is enough to prove the importance of northern colonization! As long as the kingdom's shipbuilders desire these amazing skills... they must be inclined to allocate ships us!…"

"As for Priest Mecat...if he had seen this Wind God Sea Ship, it is almost two or three times the speed of a long ship, and it saves effort without rowing...I am afraid he will take the initiative to postpone the exploration and wait for a new batch of Wind God Sea Ships to be launched! …”